"The Great Machine" as written by Steven John Kilbey, Martin Howard Willson-piper, Peter Koppes and Tim Powles....
A thousand beggars cram the streets
You hit so deep into the sheets
Pontoons buckle jungle beats
The day they turned off the great machine

The over world so slow with ice
Contrary to the committees advice
Oh baby, did you look so nice?
The day they turned off the great machine

The gardens choke with bursting blooms
Weddings frozen melted grooms
Chasing you through endless rooms
The day they turned off the great machine

The shadows run for phantom trains
Slowly blowing out their brains
Society dames down the drains
The day they turned off the great machine

The day they turned off the great machine
The day they turned off the great machine
The day they turned off the great machine

Well I'm waiting for you in the square
Everyone was meeting there
Everyone, yeah, there unaware
The day they turned off the great machine

The day they turned off the great machine
The day they turned off the great machine
The day they turned off the great machine
The day they turned off the great machine



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"The Great Machine" as written by Peter Koppes Steven John Kilbey

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